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Mar 2013
He saved me,
He rescued me
I was falling, deep
Deeper than any other time
I knew that i could not take any more
Yet,
out of all the times I sinned
I lied
I robbed
I left
He never let me down
He was my friend, back then
Now he is my Savior
My king
The one almighty all powerful
the one who never judged me without mercy
It was his hand, and his power
The one who set me free, and I read i see,
that's not all he ever did for me
His love has been the biggest out of everything
No material thing can top who he is.
John 4:9,  In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him.
He died for me, and i shall live form him!
The voice
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